Madison shot me and Vincent a sharp look, then gave a sarcastic little smirk. "Out of all the men in the world, you had to pick someone from Clement's circle? That's a bit low."She gave Vincent a once-over and added, "He's not even that impressive, honestly."I had to hand it to Madison; she really was cut from the same cloth as Clement. They loved to judge people using their twisted minds.I rolled my eyes. "Sure. He's just five years younger than your precious Clement. He's also stronger than him, taller than him, has better abs than him, and—oh, right, he's also way better at throwing a punch."Vincent played along like a pro, puffing up his chest just enough to show off his rock-solid muscles.Clement looked like he was about to explode. He pushed Madison aside and snapped, "Why are you even here? Weren't you feeling sick? Didn't I tell you to stay home and rest?"Madison pouted, looking all sad and fragile. "I only came because I heard you got taken to the police station. I
As soon as we stepped out of the club, I turned to Vincent and gave him a sincere apology."Thanks again for today. I hope this doesn't cause problems between you and Clement."Vincent snorted. "Wouldn't matter if it did. I'm not a fan of the Normans anyway."Wait, what?He didn't even like Clement, but he still hung out with him? Was this some kind of rich-guy hobby or something?I didn't get it, but I guess I respected it.I shook the thought away. "If you don't mind, maybe I could buy you dinner sometime. Everything was a little too rushed today."Vincent nodded seriously. "Sure. I'm free all month. And I'm not picky either—I eat everything. I'm super low maintenance."I blinked, then smiled and nodded. This guy was pretty interesting.-The day we'd planned to meet for dinner, I got all dressed up. But when I opened the door, I found Clement standing there.The second he saw me, he lit up. "I'm here to take you home!"That was when it hit me—he'd stayed here with me for
I stared at Clement like he was out of his mind."You're so full of yourself. Do you think you're the main character of some soap opera?"What made you think I'd forgive you for leaving me on the way to the restaurant because you were worried Madison might not be safe alone at the hotel?"What made you think I'd forgive you for grabbing Madison's hand and running during an avalanche without even looking back at me?"And what on earth made you think I'd actually forgive you after you and Madison snuck off and left Svalmere without telling me, leaving me stranded in a foreign country?"Each question I threw hit him like a punch. Clement's face turned darker by the second.The others in the room started exchanging awkward glances.But I didn't care. I kept going. "I was buried in the snow for three hours. I was one step away from death. Do you know what I was thinking about that whole time?"I was thinking that when I got out, I had to ask you—while you were running off with Madis
"I don't need you to pick me up. I'm already back," I spat before marching straight up to Clement and slapping him twice.Then I tossed the divorce papers in his face."Here's the divorce agreement. If you don't sign it, you're a coward. And I don't wanna see you again. You make me sick."The whole room fell into dead silence.The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the wine glass from the table and threw it right in Clement's face.Madison, who had been sitting way too close to him, screamed like I'd lost my mind."Are you crazy? How could you do that to him?"She rushed to grab napkins and started dabbing his face, looking heartbroken.But Clement didn't have time for her now. He shoved her aside and grabbed the divorce agreement off the table.He stared at it for a few seconds before standing up, completely shocked."Have you lost it?" Then he let out a chuckle, like it was all some kind of joke."You wanna divorce me, huh? You think you can survive wi
With me out of the way, Madison didn't even bother hiding anymore.She updated her social media three times a day, every day.In one particular video she uploaded, she and Clement looked just like a real couple.Someone finally had enough and left a comment. [Looks like a homewrecker in action.]I looked at the username. It was one of Clement's old buddies, someone I'd met a few times at group dinners.I never thought he'd be the one to call it out. Guess not everyone around Clement thought like him.I liked his commentThe next day, Madison took down the video.Later, I got a call from Clement. "Are you out of your mind? Madison's just a college girl who hasn't even graduated. You seriously went after her online? What is wrong with you? Are you trying to make sure I never take you back?"How many times do I have to say it? Madison and I grew up together; we're like siblings. We might not be related, but we're closer than family. So don't go polluting that with your dirty imag
That night, after I took my meds, I lay in bed, half-asleep and groggy.Clement walked in, holding a bowl of mutton stew."Madison said you skipped dinner, so she borrowed the hotel kitchen and made this to warm you up," he said. "She even cut herself while slicing the mutton. Have a taste and stop being mad, okay?"The strong smell of mutton filled the entire room, making me sick.Clement acted like he didn't even notice and kept trying to shove the bowl closer to my mouth.The more I smelled it, the more nauseous I felt. I raised my hand and pushed it away.Some of the soup sloshed out and spilled onto the blanket.Clement's face tightened, and his voice turned cold."What is it now? We've already apologized about the avalanche. What more do you want?"Enough already. Stop pulling that long face."He sounded so impatient, as if I were being unreasonable for no reason.I looked at the soiled blanket and sighed. "I hate mutton."Without missing a beat, he said, "So what? Yo